Mons didn't look over there, his Packu was also blessed with divine powers, and he could tear apart the tiger with his bare hands, and it was as easy as swatting a mosquito against an archer.

"Alas, although I am not a monk, I am also compassionate, and since I have given you the opportunity and do not cherish it, I have no choice but to do it. Lin Nan sighed.

The corners of Mons's mouth were raised, and a sneer crossed him, and he dared to be rampant when he was dying.

Suddenly.

Rumble!

An explosion comparable to a thunderbolt broke out in the field!

Several strong men turned pale on the spot, and blood flowed out of their eardrums!

Mons vaguely saw a vague figure, screaming like a cannonball, flying out, breaking several trees one after another, and finally lying in a pool of blood!

There was a moment of silence in the field.

Everyone's scalps were numb, and they turned their heads in disbelief.

I saw Lin Nan's expression indifferent, maintaining a fist-swinging posture.

Just now, Dao Lu rushed over with a stone hammer, and was knocked more than ten meters away by his understatement punch, breaking two big trees.

Mons felt thirsty and his throat was dry.

He kept swallowing his saliva, like he had been in the desert for a month.

I don't know who laughed embarrassedly: "There are so many strange things on the island, and you can see hallucinations at every turn." ”

Boom!!!

There was another thunderous sound, and the strong man of the Mengyahe tribe who was playing haha was hammered into the sky like a ball, and then fell with a chirp.

Blood spurted everywhere, spilling on everyone's faces, and the warm feeling made their hearts tremble.

At this time, Mons's mind went blank, and he even forgot that he was now in a life-and-death fight.

He had seen someone who could throw a 100-kilogram stone mill eight meters high, but he had never seen someone who could hammer a strong man of more than 200 kilograms to a height of ten meters.

Madden's pupils kept trembling, he never dreamed that an archer would be so strong.

Lin Nan sighed helplessly in the field, and he shook his head: "It's not that I'm powerful, it's that you are so weak, I really can't bear to do it." ”

…

The Great Tent of the Monyahe Tribe.

On the table is a huge sand table, in which the red chess pieces completely surround the black pieces, and Jin Shao, who is sitting in the first place, smiles.

"A group of natives, how can you be my opponent with the blessing of internal strength?" Jin Shao was a little bored.

Everything is going according to plan, and after the annexation of the Turkor tribe he will become the largest force, and it is only a matter of time before the island is unified.

At that moment, a native rushed in, his face full of fear.

Jin Shao's heart sank, "Look at your appearance, what kind of system have you become! What happened?"

This native is the overseer of the Meng Yahe tribe, his face turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "My lord, the result of the life-and-death battle has come out. ”

Jin Shao, who thought that victory was a certainty, felt the slightest bit bad, if they really won, why was this overseer so flustered? Could it be that there was an accident?

Impossible! Jin Shao shook his head in his heart, four of those natives had obtained the power of refining the Qi Realm, and Mons was even refining his muscles, plus seven bows and crossbows, no matter how bad their foundation was, defeating the Turk tribe should be the same as playing.

The Overseer cried out: "My lord, all are dead, and all the warriors of our Mengyahe tribe are dead!"

Boom!

The huge sand table was broken by Jin Shao's slap, and he stood up angrily and shouted: "How is this possible! With the blessing of my divine power, how can they win with those natives of Tuerdo?"

The Overseer grimaced, "I don't know, my lord, but there was a monster in Thur who slapped Mons twice and slapped him to death." ”

Two slaps to the death of Mons in the Refining Muscle Realm?

Jin Shao's pupils shrank, is this possible with that group of natives who have no internal strength?

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, Jin Shao sneered: "What if they win the life-and-death fight, as long as the saint dies, the dragons of the Tuerdo tribe will be the leader, and sooner or later it will become my bag." ”

"How's that going?"

The Overseer grunted, his face panicked, he feared that if he told the news, he would be killed by the Sun God's fury in the next moment.

Last night, he was ordered to take a box of high-quality beef and a small piece of spirit stone to the Khanma tribe to form an alliance, and the two sides combined nearly forty warriors, and ambushed in the jungle, ready to snipe the saint.

When the results were available, the Overseer nearly fainted.

Jungle.

A glimmer of twilight shines through the fallen leaves, leaving an afterimage on the ground.

In a slightly depressing atmosphere, a group of people walked out of the forest.

There were five of them, with the youngest native, the first and the latter looking at him with almost fear.

Madden still can't forget what happened.

Blessed by divine power, Mons, who was like a monster, was slapped by the young man in front of him with an understatement, and the warriors of the Meng Yahe tribe were in his hands, just like underage children, Lin Nan waved his palm or kicked his feet, and one of them vomited blood and flew out.

In the eyes of Ma Deng, this is not a battle at all, but the crushing of Chiguoguo!

This kind of scene has only been seen twice in Madden's vitality for decades, once when the saint made a move, and the other time when Lin Nan made a move!

But at this moment, Madden had to wonder who was stronger and weaker between Lin Nan and the saint.

After witnessing Mons's strength with his own eyes, it almost made people feel invincible, but Lin Nan's slap made everyone shut up.

The powerful Mons didn't hold up a single move in Lin Nan's hand, and the arms he and Lin Nan had squeaked on the spot, twisted at a strange angle, and were directly broken.

Madden looked at the young man's somewhat thin figure with fear, he really couldn't understand why such a terrifying power could erupt from such an ordinary and even weak body?

As the group gradually walked out of the hunting ground, their mood also changed from depressed to cheerful.

Although many people were sacrificed in this life-and-death battle, the reward was huge, and the Tuldo tribe would become the leading force on the island from now on.

Thinking of this, Madden walked up to Lin Nan awkwardly, "What happened before,"

Lin Nan waved his hand to show that he didn't care, and what made him even more puzzled was that the camp where the saint was staying before had long since disappeared.

In other words, it was brutally torn down and thrown on the ground, and there were many blood stains and footprints on it.

Madden's face changed greatly: "There's a person lying there, let's go over and have a look!"

Everyone hurriedly quickened their pace, and a strong sense of ominousness surrounded their hearts.

And Lin Nan stood still.

He squinted his eyes, although he didn't have the divine sense to probe the four directions, but the sixth sense he had cultivated through years of fighting made him faintly smell danger.

Madden had already run over, only to find out that the man lying on the ground was the overseer of the Tuerdo tribe!

Horrifyingly, his head was almost cut off entirely, leaving only a little skin still attached. In addition, several more corpses were found in Madden, all of them from the Turkdo tribe.